At least you’re honest about it, Skeptic Tank.
On my most pessimistic days, I think that the transformation is not only here, we may be too late to do anything much to stop it. When I was in grade school, I learned that the “Northwest Passage” was a myth that had existed for centuries. In my lifetime, the polar icecap has melted.
And I hate to say it, but . . . Anja Lyngbaek makes some sound and heartfelt points in her laudable article, but for quite some time whenever I read pieces like this, and the author mentions his or her children, I can’t help but think that is the root cause of the problem. We can reduce consumerism by reducing the number of consumers.
When I was born, the Earth’s population was just over 3 billion. Now it’s over 7 billion. I’m no genius, but even as a teenager in the late 1970s I had an intuition that the Earth might be getting overpopulated, and it was then that I thought I’d never have any children. I haven’t had any, though I have had opportunities to father a child, and it is still conceivable (if you’ll pardon the expression). But leaving aside that my own parents had me later in their lives, thus creating even greater generation-gap issues, I’m even more adamant against it.
Nature seems to be a great leveler, and it is still possible that humanity will not go extinct, but what you envision is about what I have envisioned too with respect to leveling, to winnow the herd down to a manageable number.
Not to abuse the well-known trope, it is the boiling-frog scenario: It has already begun, but slowly enough not to cause too much alarm. However, I did get alarmed earlier this year when I read this BBC News article about cities poised to run out of water:
11 Cities Most Likely to Run out of Water